tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38297914962524697932023-11-16T07:34:44.943-06:00My Fantabulous Wonderful LifeRandomness and all the fun stuff in between!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.comBlogger156125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-23228568590424358712014-06-07T13:58:00.001-05:002014-06-07T13:58:24.785-05:00My Baby Girl is TWO!!Don't ask me where these last 2 years have gone because frankly I've got nothing. As I sit here typing this I'm at a loss of where to start or what really to write because there is just so much! <br />
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You have become this whole little person and every day I watch you and I'm in awe of you. You have such a wonderfully quirky big personality. You are funny and sweet and filled with so much little drama that all your dad and I can do at times is laugh (because if I don't laugh I might cry). You love your sister with your entire little being and if there was anything that I could have hoped for it was that you two would be exactly like how you are! <br />
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I hope you always know how much we love you and how very proud and honored we are that we get to be your mom and dad. When your dad and I got married we knew we wanted a family. We knew we wanted two little people to call ours. What we didn't know was how wonderfully amazing you two would be. We love you Livy Girl to the moon and back! Happy Birthday Love!!<br />
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You my dear are crazy!! Crazy good and sometimes a little crazy bad! The baby in you is disappearing so quickly. It's disappearing from your face and most definitely from your attitude {your attitude is more like a teenager}. I miss the baby in you but I will say that this is one of my most favorite ages. It's tough, don't get me wrong, but you are becoming such a little person and learning so much and you get so excited about things and want to be so independent and it's such a pleasure {most of the time} to watch! <br />
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Your vocabulary keeps growing. All of us could literally sit for hours and spew out words for you to say because honestly it might be the cutest thing of all time. You are stringing more words together and we are able to understand you a little more each day. A new thing you are doing is stretching some of your words out. Like "mooooommmmaaaaa", it cracks me up every time. Your voice is the sweetest and I want to record it all the time just so I don't forget. <br />
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You are determined to be more independent. Like when we go outside to get in the car or out of the car somewhere you have to walk and right now you think you are pretty hot shit when you get to do so. You want to do a lot of things by yourself and if we try to help you pretty much freak the hell out. Like throw yourself on the floor or run in circles because that's apparently what you do when you are mad. <br />
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You copy everything your sister does. From the way she acts, to what she says, to where she plays, to where she runs, to where she sits, to how she eats and what she eats. There is definitely a pattern here! I love watching you two together. I love how much you love each other. <br />
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The last few weeks you've turned into a whiny little drama queen. I seriously have no idea where any of that comes from?! It's a good thing you are as cute as you are because holy hell kid….you are driving me nuts! The screaming still exists and it's loud….like really really fuckin loud! You think you are hilarious. My ears on the other hand don't feel that way. <br />
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You still suck at eating and won't get off your bottle. Not really sure what we are going to do about that. We've tried so many things but it's your thing and it's your comfort and I know we need to take it away but it's hard. It's hard for many reasons. <br />
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Some of your favorites right include: <br />
* Mickey Mouse<br />
* Frozen<br />
* My Little Ponies<br />
* Strawberries<br />
* Scrambled eggs & sausage<br />
* Looking at Pictures<br />
* the iPad<br />
* Goldfish<br />
* Playing in our bathtub<br />
* Painted Nails {they are pitttyy}<br />
* Jewelry<br />
* Your sister<br />
* showers<br />
* messing my shit up!<br />
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It's hard for me to believe that the next time I write you will be 2. I have a lot of emotions about it. I'm excited to see how you grow and how you learn. I'm sad because you are getting further and further away from our baby girl. I'm nervous because the attitude that you already have can only be a small inclination of what is to come. But most of all I'm happy! I'm happy that I get to be your mom and that I get to experience all of these things with you. Til next time little lady! I love you to the moon and back and back again! Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-12054903984312128862014-02-06T14:38:00.001-06:002014-02-06T14:38:09.417-06:0020 Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm really not ok with the fact that you are now closer to 2 than you are to 1. It makes this mama a little sad and I'm trying to hold on to ALL of the moments…All of Them! I feel like you have grown so much these past 2 months and there seems to be no slowing you down. So since I can't stop time or even slow it down I'm going to take in all of these last "baby"moments with my whole being because the baby in you is quickly disappearing. </div>
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We celebrated Christmas since the last time I wrote and it was a blast! You are still a little too young to grasp the whole concept but it was so much fun watching you and your sister take in the magic of the holidays. You both got a shit ton of stuff and I'm pretty sure that 90% of it doesn't get played with! You would think we would learn but no….we don't! <br />
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Your sister is very much into arts and crafts which means you are very into arts and crafts. And when I say you are into it I mean it in the literal sense! You color on everything besides paper and that includes yourself. You eat the crayons, you throw the markers, you rip all of the papers (especially the ones that your sister has spent so much time on), you take every craft item we own out of their respective bins and dump them all over the place, you pretty much just destroy stuff….Like All of The Stuff! <br />
But when you do manage to get the crayons and markers on a piece of paper you are so proud of yourself and just like your sister you have to share it with us and get our approval that it's the best picture of green scribbles that the world has ever seen! <br />
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I know I've said it before but I love seeing you and Mimi together. Your relationship as sisters and your bond continues to grow every day. You look up to her in every way. You want to do what she's doing, you want to say what she's saying, you want to sit where she is sitting, you laugh when she laughs, you cry when she cries. If I ask her to sit so I can take a picture of her your little butt isn't far behind doing exactly what she's doing. <br />
You two can make each other laugh on the drop of a dime and then the next second you are sitting on her face or climbing all over her or trying to steal the iPad from her or vice versa. You just want so badly to be included in all the things that she does. And for the most part she is very patient with you which can sometimes not be the easiest thing. Besides mom and dad she is your everything. And I can only pray that that will never change. <br />
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You are still just a tiny little peanut! At your 18 month check up you weighed in at a whopping 20.5 pounds which puts you in the 25th percentile for your weight. You are in the 50th for your height so all in all you are just teeny and just so damn cute! <br />
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You refuse to give up your bottle (or "your crack" as we like to call it)! Mia took a bottle until she was about two and a half but she would only have it at nap time and bed time. You absolutely despise sippy cups. I've tried All of them and you want absolutely nothing to do with them. We give them to you with the same thing we put in your bottles and you look at us like we are the biggest dumb asses to even think we should be offering you such a thing. Or you just chuck it at us….it's whatever your feeling at the moment. I know this is our fault because we haven't been more assertive about getting you off of it but since I'm the one home with you every day I don't know that I'm quite ready for the bloodshed of those days where I don't give you one. I know I'm going to have to suck it up here soon but God help me when that day comes. <br />
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Your vocabulary has definitely grown in these last few months. It's still a lot of babble, which I just love, but a lot more words have developed. Mia, Mom, Dada, Nani, Ella, Joe, Papa, Lola, Hot, Help, Thank You, Please, Nigh Nigh, Bankie, Baby, Kitty, Puppy, Boots, Socks, Shoe, Baba, Book, Tag(because you need the tag on your blankies), Up, Nose (which is my favorite word you say because it sounds like "noosh") are just a few. You are getting really good at repeating back to us when we tell you to say something too. Mia and Ella love doing that with you where they tell you to say something and you repeat it. So note to self, I need to really watch my potty mouth because I could probably add shit to the words you say! It doesn't exactly sound like shit but I'm pretty sure that's what you are saying! We will keep that between you and me though!! <br />
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So….you scream! Like a lot!!! And it's not crying screaming it just fuckin screaming to scream!! Being so tiny one would think that such loud noises aren't possible out of your body but let me tell you…they are possible!! You feel it necessary to scream all of the time! If you need to get our attention you scream, if you are happy you scream, if you are sad you scream. Do you see the pattern here?! Example being: You climb up on the bench at the island, you have no problem getting up but need help getting down, which is totally fine and understandable but instead of saying in a very calm matter, "mama, help pease" you scream, "MOOOOOOMMMMMM" "MMMAAAAAMMMMMAAAA" and it continues to get louder and more intense with each passing second that we do not respond or acknowledge you. <br />
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Recently you have become obsessed with step stools and haul that damn thing around everywhere so you can get your ass into stuff that you aren't supposed to. It's fun! </div>
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Speaking of eating…you suck at that lately A Lot! You and Mia have always been really good eaters but lately both of you suck. Yep…suck!!! I literally hate dinner time. We fight with Mia about 5 out of the 7 nights about eating whats put in front of her and you have become super picky about what you'll eat too. So if you don't like it you scream (Weird that you would scream), you think it's funny to throw it on the floor, wipe it on dad (which totally is kinda funny but don't tell him I said that), spit it out or simply take your plate and shove it across the table or better yet just throw the whole damn plate on the floor…..why waste time taking each individual piece of food off your plate when you could just dump it all in one swift move?! I really hope this is a faze that you are going through because I loved when dinner was easy. </div>
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You love to terrorize that cat! Oh yeah, we got a cat for Christmas from Daddy!! I will say though that I love that you and your sister now have a pet to grow up with. I'm not ready for a dog so a cat it is!!! And considering how much you chase, poke, grab and hit Lola she's a good cat and loves you girls! But could you please stay out of the kitty liter, kitty food and kitty water and for gods sake stop picking her up by her neck. Thanks!<br />
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You are loving swimming lessons. Daddy is the one that usually goes in with you and he loves it just as much as you do. I hope you are like your sister and learn to really love the water! <br />
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Little Lady, you amaze me in so many ways and spark so many emotions out of me in the course of the day. I won't ever pretend it's always easy but I do know that I'm so grateful that I'm able to be home with you two girls and would not change it for the world.</div>
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I love that you are still a mama's girl and I love that you give great hugs and kisses (when you want to) and I love that when you want to snuggle you have to be right under the crook of my arm, I love that when your dad or I walk thru the door you run to us yelling our name, I love that sometimes you pretend your shy even though we all know the truth, I love how much you love your sister, I love that you have so many stories to tell yet we have no clue what your saying, I love watching you sleep. I love you little lady…..to the moon and back a thousand gagillion times!!</div>
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So my little lady…..I completely missed the month of 17 so I'm just going to do a little combining here! You are just growing so fast and doing so many new things that it's hard for me to keep up and keep track of when you said this or when you destroyed that or when you actually stopped yelling "mama, mom, mom, mom, mamma, maaammmaaa, MOOOOOOMMMMM"….I hear you kid, I really do! It would be different if you actually needed something but when I answer you just keep yelling, MOOOOMMMM!!! So turns out….mommy left! No, I'm just kidding, but seriously figure out what the hell you need to ask me before you start yelling my name for 15 minutes straight with no end in sight!</div>
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You are beginning to say so many more things and I just love your little voice! (Note to self: record sweet little voice saying all these cute things before she starts screaming MOOOOMMMM again.) Words right now: tank you, pease, Mimi(Mia), Ewa(Ella), dada, mama(she's clearly got this one nailed), papa, Nani(Natalie), Joe, baba, poop, shoe and so many other sounds that we totally get and know what you're talking about! Also, You love to scream for no reason other than to hear your own voice and to make your sister and cousins laugh their asses off until everyone is screaming and dear god please stop all the screaming! <br />
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You truly love your sister. You follow her and want to do everything just like her. And it honestly melts my heart. I can only pray that you two will continue to be the best of friends. Because there really is no other relationship like you have with your sister. She will always be there for you and you for her. We took Mees to see Frozen the other day (and yes you were pissed we left you but you got over it) and it was a fricken great Disney movie, maybe one of my favorites. Anyway, the two main characters in the movie were sisters, and without me ruining the movie with my eloquent speaking, the main thing that stuck out to me was at the end…..one sister needed true love to save her frozen heart, and instead of the predictable way of always having the prince ride in and save the day, it was her sister who saved her. It was the true, pure love of her sister that brought her back. I want that more than anything for the two of you, that pure love that will always bring you to each other. <br />
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You have become obsessed with being on the island in the kitchen. We finally got a bench to go there so we could sit but it has become your climbing apparatus and it's honestly going to give me a stroke. I don't know how many more times I can handle walking into the room and find you sipping my coffee while sitting in the middle of the counter?! GET DOWN KID!!! <br />
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You absolutely love seeing yourself in photos or on video or on our phones. You will FaceTime anyone just so you can watch yourself and make goofy faces at yourself! Apparently your mother was like this when she was a kid but I just don't' buy it.<br />
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I'm sure there is so much more that I could write about but at this moment you are crawling up my leg screaming non other than "mama, mama, maaammmmaaaa, MOOOMMMM" so I'm gonna wrap it up and leave you with a few pics from the past 2 months. <br />
Lovey, you drive me crazy on a daily basis but I really wouldn't have it any other way. You keep me on my toes and have opened my heart to so many wonderful things. I might be in a constant state of panic because of all the crazy shit you get into and onto but that's you. You are a crazy little lady and I love you so very much! You, your sister and your dad are my whole world and it's a pretty great world to live in! Love you to the moon and back baby girl!<br />
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You, my lovely little child, are a crazy little goon!! Your personality is just shining through lately and I love it! Sometimes you have a very quiet and serious demeanor about yourself but I know better....it's all a ploy! You most definitely are NOT quiet and I think you are just trying to fool everyone! Cuz child, You Are Crazy!!! And in a totally good crazy way! <br />
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You truly are a little peanut. You are so tiny and petite. You are still rocking all your 12 month clothes and even some of those are too big on you. You are obsessed with shoes and going through everyone's shoes in the mud room closet. You make sure that we all have our respected shoes to go outside. I got you a new pair of bitchin brown boots and you think you are hot stuff tromping around in those things.<br />
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You have most definitely stolen your papa's heart. You are still pretty unsure of most men but him....not at all. With everyone going on with Grandpa and him being sick you can light up his day! You get a giant smile on your face when go up there to visit and bring him his paper. It truly makes mama's heart melt and I can only hope that you will have many many more years with him because he loves you so much and can't wait to see how you terrorize your dad and I!<br />
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You are still obsessed with the pantry and raiding it everyday! You know what you want and what you don't want! If I try handing you something that you don't want, I'm quickly aware because you literally shove it out of the way or throw it on the ground! A simple "No Thanks" would do kid! <br />
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Your sister is clearly your number 1 person! Having a sister might be the best thing ever. I know because I have 2 pretty awesome sisters myself. I see how you two interact and play and sometimes I just sit back and watch because never in my wildest dreams did I think that it would fill me with so much joy to watch you two. I know that there will be fighting and screaming and all that fun stuff but hope that you two will always stick by each other and be each others person. Because the bond and love that you two share is so incredibly strong and wonderful. <br />
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You definitely get into a lot of things especially all of your sister's stuff! You love playing with babies and hold them and give them kisses. You love pushing the strollers around and carts around. You kind of look like a little old lady running around the house! You like to destroy mom's office anytime I'm in there working. I end up with papers and pens and god knows what else all over my floor. <br />
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And like your sister you love looking at pictures of yourself and watching videos of yourself! You sit very still and are so content just staring. I love it! You love music and shake your booty like no other! You attempt to sing and it cracks me up!<br />
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You try so hard to keep up with the big kids and do a pretty dang good job at it. The 3 of them do a pretty dang good job and including you too. Although I think Carter may do it a little better! That little boy loves you to pieces and takes such good care of you. <br />
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So munchkin, you keep growing and learning and exploring so many new things and it's so fun to watch you. You are such a happy little girl and pretty much just go with the flow! Mom and Dad love you so much Olivia Rose! You bring a light to our lives that just seems to get brighter as the days go by. Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-176397278679857092013-10-07T11:16:00.000-05:002013-10-07T11:16:31.569-05:004 Years My Little Lady!Happy 4 Years my sweet girl! It's hard for me to grasp that you have been my baby girl for 4 years now. Becoming a mom, your mom, was one of the scariest most wonderful things that has ever happened to me. It's not been easy but oh so worth it, because bug, you made me a mom and I will forever be grateful for that. <br />
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You have become quite the little lady! You are beautiful, head strong, smart, emotional, sensitive, stubborn, irrational at times, strong willed, sassy, mouthy, empathetic, sweet, loving, defiant at times, funny, loving, creative, athletic, crazy, wild, loud and most importantly you are ours! <br />
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You have accomplished so much this past year and we are so very proud of you. We love you Bug-a-Lou so very much!!! Happy Birthday sweet girl!!!<br />
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You are becoming quite the little lady Livy Girl! You have such a great personality and are hilarious!!! You clearly get that from your awesome mama!! I'm just saying! You make us all laugh on a daily basis and I'm so very grateful for that! <br />
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You love being outside and get so excited. You go to the closet and get whatever shoes you can find, whether they are yours or mine or dad's because you want out that door! You love running around with your sister and all the neighbor kids. You are still a little too little to keep up but you try your very best and it's damn cute! You still put just about anything and everything into your mouth so I would appreciate it if you would stop eating fricken rocks and dirt and shit! It's icky! <br />
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You are our little peanut! At your 15 month check up you only gained 10 ounces from your 1 year and now weigh a whole whopping 19 pounds 13 ounces which puts you in the 25th percentile for you weight! Nothing to be concerned about by any means just means we have a petite little gal. You take after your Antie Becky in that sense! Which is good cuz Mama is not one that you would call petite! <br />
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You used to be our good eater but lately you've gotten picky! You still love all your fruits but everything else kinda gets pushed away. I'm sure it's the teeth you are getting and just a faze we are going thru. Speaking of teeth....you now have 4 full on teeth! Better late than never but now I have a feeling that they are all going to come at once! <br />
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The witching hour still exists at the Westbrock house...usually around 7:30 or so. You and your sister go bat shit crazy! It's hilarious and dad and I just sit back and watch! Sometimes it's still hard to believe that the two of you are all ours! God gave your dad and I two wonderfully beautiful, smart, funny and crazy girls and I love watching you grow as sisters! <br />
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Mees is still totally your most favorite person! You want to do everything she does. Most of the time she doesn't mind although you are the little sister and can be a little too much all up in her biz! I think it's funny....Mia not so much! <br />
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You are starting to say a few more words. I've been a little concerned because I feel like at this age Mia was saying more but your Doctor reassured me that what you are doing is completely normal and right on point. Apparently the second child is sometimes a little slower with words because you have everyone talking for you! You definitely understand what we are saying so that's good! Words right now are "mama", "dada", "baba", "bye-bye", "hi", "eewww" and then lots and lots of wonderfully funny babbles! <br />
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You still do the 2 naps a day thing but it might be time soon to go down to one long afternoon nap. Your morning nap is becoming shorter and shorter. I don't know that I'm ready to give up the 2 naps yet but a nice 3 hour afternoon nap might be what we both need! You are awesome about going to bed at night and we have zero problems with that. Bed time is usually about 8:30 and wake up time is usually around 7. <br />
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You've also started this whole hitting thing. Not hitting others but just straight up hitting yourself?! What the hell kid?! I remember when your sister would just bang her head into the floor or the wall. Not really sure why you all like to inflict pain upon yourself but whatever I guess! It's weird and funny all at the same time. <br />
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I feel like our months are going by much faster all of a sudden and they seem to be running together. So much stuff happening I need to get better at documenting your sweet happy little existence! You and that beautiful smile of yours light up our hearts! You are truly one of a kind and each day I love you more than I ever thought was possible! Love you little loves! Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-30149420942849737702013-08-20T12:07:00.000-05:002013-08-20T12:07:05.878-05:0014 and a Half Months because Mama's Lazy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well my little nugget....you are now 14 months and 2 weeks old. It's still hard for me to believe that you are 1!! One whole big year old. And seriously kid...you crack us the hell up! I know I'm your mom but you might be the cutest 14 month and 2 week old I've ever known!!! </div>
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You finally have more than 2 teeth!!! You have 3!!! And a half maybe. I'm pretty sure I see that other top toofer coming in. You are a little behind on the teeth growing thing but I'm cool with that because I feel like once you get more I'm going to get the shit bitten out of me. Just don't do what your sister did and chomp a chunk of my leg out! That was so not cool. <br />
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You are still a great eater and Dad and I have decided that you are your father's daughter! If you are hungry and don't eat you turn into a giant monster crabby asshole.....just like your Dad! You will stand in the kitchen and pretty much yank my pants down until I feed you. You scream and stand at your chair in the hopes that someone will put you in it and there will be food waiting for you! And on the other hand you are your mother's child too.....you are a fantastically wonderful little mooch! You see someone with food and you are on that shit! You love love love fruit, watermelon, strawberries and cherries are your favorite. There isn't too much you won't eat and if you don't like it it comes shooting out of your mouth quite quickly!<br />
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You and your sister have the most amazing heart warming bond that I forever hoped for! It is so much fun to watch the two of you together. You are getting to be such a big girl and try so hard to keep up with the big kids and Mia is very good about including you...most of the time. The two of you can make each other laugh and cry but it's all good! There will be many moments like that because unfortunately kid you are the little sister and tend to piss your big sister off sometimes. Especially since the whole hair pulling has starting. That shits not cool little one....it hurts!! Bad!!!<br />
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You are obsessed with digging in the pantry and pulling out anything and everything which goes back to you loving some food! It's a disaster in there and I'm just not bothering with trying to keep it organized because the second I do it will be all over the floor again. Pretty much any cabinet in the kitchen has been destroyed by you and is a complete mess but whatever! <br />
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You have the most hearty little laugh and raspy voice like your sister. And I could listen to it for hours. Your babble is hilarious and it almost makes me a little sad that words are soon to come. You say mama, dada, nana (this word pertains to a ton of things) and baba. You don't have a ton of words but you know what things are when we ask for it. Especially blankie! You love your blankies! Like Love Love Love your blankies!<br />
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You love being outside and running around in your bare feet! It's so cute to watch you with all the neighbor kids and how you try so hard to keep up. You eat dirt and rocks and I just wish you would stop putting so much shit in your mouth!!! Like seriously....STOP!!! It's gross and I don't want to keep digging shit out of there! <br />
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Your hair is finally getting long enough for me to put in little midget ponies!!! And it's damn adorable! It works to keep the whispies out of your eyes! Plus if I tried barrettes you would just yank those damn things out! So ponies it is! <br />
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You've grown out of the lots of snuggling stage so when you do decide to crawl up and sit on my lap I take it all in and let you sit as long as you like! You are still a mama's girl which I love. Although one of the cutest things to see is your excitement when Dad gets home from work. Mia and you both scream and run to him. You have so much to say to him when he gets home and I know that he loves it as much as I love to watch it. You've also started to back your little butt up into our laps when we are sitting on the floor and you usually start backing up like 4 feet away! Kinda cute....just saying!<br />
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Now that you've started sleeping thru the night you are a pretty awesome sleeper. It's never a struggle to put you up for your naps or bedtime. You get yourself to sleep and it's fricken wonderful!!! Bed time is usually about 8:30. Wish it was a little earlier but when we did that you were getting up at like 5:30 in the AM and that was not cool with me. You now get up anywhere between 6:30 and 7 on a typical morning which isn't horrible! You still have 2 naps a day which is great for me! I'm just not ready to give up that second nap yet. Mama needs you to take 2 naps!!! Now if only we could talk your sister into napping!<br />
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Besides your sister, Carter and Ella are your two most favorite peoples! You get so excited to see them and I know that they love it! Elle takes extra special care of you! I think she likes taking on that mama roll since she is the baby too! It's still a little hard for you to keep up and play but I give you another year and you'll be giving them a run for their money! </div>
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So sweet girl.....you are getting too big too fast and I want you to just stop...stop it right now! You crack me up on a daily basis and although there are times I want to rip my damn hair out I really don't know what I'd do without you. It's hard to remember what life was like before you and your sister. All I want is to be the best mom I can be because Lovey, you deserve the world and so much more. I know you are going to do great things and I love that I get a front row seat to watch it all!!! Love you to the moon and back and then some!!! Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-56065834250623660162013-07-09T10:14:00.004-05:002013-07-09T10:14:55.526-05:00The 13th Month<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You my sweet dear are already past 1 and into this next month. It amazes me how so much can happen and you can grow so much in just 30 days. </div>
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It's been a busy month with birthdays and celebrations and family get togethers and cabin trips and 4th of July celebrations and so much stuff that mom can't keep up with it all! <br />
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You are becoming quite the walker! You still look like a little mini Frankie but it's so dang cute how you balance yourself with both arms sticking out at the sides and you run! Run.Run.Run with your little flat feet! Now mom just needs to start putting shoes on you more regularly so you really don't end up with flat feet! You are like me though and would much prefer to run around barefoot!<br />
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We went up to Al and Roxie's cabin a few weekends ago and it was your first road trip! Actually I think it might have been Mia's first road trip too! You both did really well with the drive. I would say the last half hour each way you got a little antsy but being stuck in the truck for 2 and a half hours makes anyone antsy! We actually hauled our boat up so you got to experience your first boat rides. You loved the ride.....hated your life jacket! Which again I can totally understand since you could barely stand correctly because you were so top heavy! I will say you looked mighty cute! <br />
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You still have not gotten any more teeth! The only ones showing are your two bottom two! I know your sister was later in getting hers but I think you've surpassed that! I'm figuring any day now so lets see some more of your little toofers!<br />
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You my love have finally figured out the joys of not waking in the night!!! Yay for mommy and daddy!!! Although the alternative to that is you now find it necessary to wake anywhere in between 6 and 6:30. IN.THE.AM!!! What the hell kid!?!? I'm grateful for the nights and not waking up but come on dude......6 in the AM?! I guess I'll have to compromise!<br />
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You are busy! Busy.Busy.Busy!!! You pretty much refuse to snuggle with me anymore unless you have your bottle and blankie and even then it doesn't last long! I miss the snuggles! I can't wait for you to hopefully get back to the sitting and snuggling stage! I'm holding onto hope cuz your sister went thru the same thing and she's once again an excellent snuggler!!! So Liv, come back to your snuggling ways, will ya?!<br />
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Bath time for you is still bath time for everyone else! You are crazy and splash and try to do everything your sister does even putting your face in the water! MMMM....yum....dirty bath water! <br />
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You are getting better at catching up with the big kids but you are still such a peanut that it's hard. They will play with you for a few minutes but then they are off and leave you wondering what the hell just happened and where did they go?! It's ok Love, soon you will be right beside them causing all the trouble in the world! But for now I'm happy to keep you by me!<br />
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You still are an excellent eater! I don't think there is much we've put in front of you that you won't eat. Although fruits are your favorite! You can take down some strawberries, watermelon and cantelope!!! Like take down! You are your mother's child and are a complete mooch!! Everybody else's food always looks better than your own and if you see someone eating something or with a plate or a bowl you are up their ass in 2.2! <br />
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You still find it necessary to say "Dada" more than "Mama"?! Not really sure what the hell that's all about since I'M WITH YOU 24/7, ALL DAY, EVERY DAY!! I mean come on kid?! Give mama a little credit here and say my damn name!! Just like once a day will be fine!! Just once!!<br />
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You, my little love, have proven to be quite the little character and I love watching you grow and develop and gain your independence and play with your sister and giggle and babble and all of the wonderful things you do on a daily basis! I wish I could bottle you up and make you stay like this a little bit longer but knowing I can't I'll just keep cherishing you every day and cheer you on as you grow more and more into this whole little wonderful person!!! Love you Livy Girl!! Til next month!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-9774246714789759342013-06-18T11:21:00.001-05:002013-06-18T11:21:59.156-05:00My Baby Girl is 1!!One June 6th, 2013, you my sweet baby girl, turned a whole 1 year old! What.The.Hell!!?? I will admit that I had a little bit of a hard time with this one. You are our last and our baby and this past year has just gone by in a flash. I wish I could slow it all down but I know I can't so I'm trying to hold on to whatever I can when I can. <br />
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I feel like so much has happened this past month. You are this whole little human person who walks/tries to run, babbles constantly and laughs with all your tiny little being! <br />
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You are quite the little peanut! At your 1 year check up you weighed in at 19 pounds and 3 ounces which I think might be almost 2 pounds smaller than your sister was at this age and even she was a peanut! And you are 29 inches long! You checked out perfect at your appointment!!<br />
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You are such a happy girl in the mornings and I love hearing you babble away in your room! You usually yell for Dada which completely confuses me because I'm the one home with you all day! I'm the one that feeds you and changes your shitty diapers during the day.....one would think you'd call for me?! I'll remember that kid!! </div>
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You are a straight up walking machine now!! For a few weeks you were consistent with taking a few steps here and there and we could tell how badly you wanted to go further because once you took those first 2 steps you tried running and then it all went downhill from there! But while Daddy was in Canada the first weekend in June you decided you were ready and took off like a bat out of hell and haven't slowed down since! You think since you've turned into this total bad ass walker you can now run! Well....you can't!!! Slow down dude!!! Slow down! I will say one of the cutest things to witness is a new walker! Your Antie calls you Frankie because you walk around like a little Frankenstein. I think you just look drunk!<br />
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We have finished with the formula and have moved onto whole milk which is quite the little person milestone! You are a great eater! You are like mama and a total mooch! You LOVE fruit especially strawberries and melon. I honestly don't think there is much we've given you that you won't eat. I hope this stays the case because it really does make life so much easier when you'll eat what we eat! </div>
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You've also learned how to drink out of a straw and think yourself to be damn funny! Because along with learning how to drink out of it you've also started doing what your sister used to do and that's spit it right back out! And apparently that shit is hilarious in little people world!</div>
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You are obsessed with climbing up onto Everything!!! You've figured out how to get yourself up on the couch and when you can't quite make it you get super frustrated and scream like a dinosaur until someone helps you and then all is right in your world again. You manage you sneaky little ass up onto the ottoman by way of floor poof.....then you stand and laugh because you know you aren't supposed to be up there. But apparently second born children don't really give a shit what you tell them....you do what you want!<br />
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You are a very serious little lady when you are around people you aren't familiar with. Everyone always comments about how serious you are. I don't think your serious I think you are cautious and just assessing your situation which is good Liv. You assess your heart out! Because in reality you aren't serious.....you are a crazy, hilarious, fun spirited little lady. <br />
And by about 7 at night it turns into the witching hour around the Westbrock house. You and your sister literally go bat shit crazy!!! And not in a bad way at all.....I love it! You two laugh and talk and play and laugh some more and run around and laugh even more! I could listen to the two of you laughing all day long. I want to always remember that sound. I want to bottle it up and never ever forget it. <br />
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You are going thru a little bit of the whole stranger anxiety thing with is ok. It's mostly strange men that you are leery of...which is ok kid....I'm leery of strange men too!!! There are pretty much 3 guys you go to....Dad, Uncle Joe and my Dad. Everyone else gets the stare down for quite some time. You are usually good after a little while but you still make sure that we are in your eye sight! <br />
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You are definitely completely in love with your sister. You want to always be by her and doing what she's doing. And unfortunately kiddo I think you are starting to reach that annoying little sister stage. I know all you want to do is play with the big kids and usually they let you and when they don't I will always be here to play with. Just remember that and remember that just because they don't always include you doesn't me they don't completely adore you. Because you truly are that adorable!!!</div>
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You love being outside! And by far your most favorite thing to do is go for walks! It's the one time that you don't hate being restrained! You sit back in your seat with your feet up and just take it all in! Sometimes you babble other times you just sit and chill!</div>
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You are extremely ticklish and daddy can get you going just looking at you! Like I said before I could listen to you laugh for hours and hours! It really never gets old! </div>
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My beautiful baby girl....it has been an amazing year! When you entered this world so very early on that Wednesday morning I could never have imagined how much you would change our lives. I knew I would love you but I couldn't begin to imagine just how much, I knew you would change things but I didn't realize that things would be so much better, I knew you and your sister would have a bond but I didn't realize that it would be so strong so soon and all along I knew there was something missing from me and I quickly found out that that something was you!!! You have filled all of those missing parts of our family. You have made us...US! You, my baby girl, are a beautiful one of a kind whole little person that we could not imagine our days without! Happy First Birthday Olivia Rose!!! Mama loves you to the moon and back! Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-78618702301284394302013-05-12T15:42:00.001-05:002013-05-12T15:42:24.249-05:0011 Whole Big Fat Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's really hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that I'm only going to have an infant for 1 more month. You are growing way too fast and maybe it's because you are our baby and our last but holy hell....time does not slow down whatsoever! <br />
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* You, My Child, are a fricken riot! You don't sit still.....like EVER! You've mastered standing all on your own and are trying so very hard to walk! The most you've done is about 5 steps but you usually get so damn excited after about 2 steps that you start clapping and then try to run so you pretty much just fling your body down! It's quite comical yet I can tell super frustrating for you because you just want to go and keep up with your sister! I'm pretty sure that in a few weeks you will have it down pretty good! Which in a way I'm excited for because crawling can just be so dirty at times. Plus with the weather finally getting nice it'll be nice to bring you outside and just let you go! <br />
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* You are STILL NOT sleeping thru the night! I will continue to document this until the glorious day that you decide that sleeping is flipping amazing! You've pretty much mastered naps which is great but this whole middle of the night shit is getting old for mom and dad! Figure.It.Out!!!<br />
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* You love big people food and feeding yourself! We still do a little bit of baby food but you've pretty much graduated to what we eat. And honestly, you are like your sister and will eat pretty much anything. You love yourself some noodles for sure! And like your sister you are a food hoarder so we limit how much we put in front of you because you end up looking like a chipmunk with all of your stored food!<br />
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* While mom and dad were in Mexico the weather was actually beautiful here and you got your first feel of grass which apparently didn't go over to well. According to your Nani you were not a fan! Like not a fan in the sense that you were clinging to whoever for dear life to get you out of the grass. You've now become used to it and LOVE being outside! Grass is totally cool now!<br />
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* You have a little bit of stranger anxiety and it takes you a little while to warm up to people. Which is totally fine with me. I'd rather you be cautious. Plus I love that you still need me! Because I know in just a short amount of time you will want nothing to do with me! So I'll hang on to that for as long as I can.<br />
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* Your chatter has reached new heights! I love listening to you and can't wait for you to start with your words! We get Mama and Dada and Nana (which I think is Mimi). You have the same little deep raspy voice like your sister and I love it. You've also mastered the fake cry which comes out often when you want attention or you don't get something you want. It's hilarious! <br />
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* At 11 months you weigh 18 pounds and 6 ounces. You are our little peanut! You are still in 9 month clothes slowly getting into some 12 month stuff. <br />
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* You are obsessed with the iPad! Actually you are obsessed with most things that you shouldn't be playing with. And remember that fake cry we were talking about....well that usually shows up when I take said things away from you. It wouldn't be so bad but instead of playing like a sweet little girl you usually just bang the shit out things and try buying things from the app store!<br />
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* You love bath time! Like so much that you will try to crawl your little ass in before we are ready to put you in. And usually your bath time means mommy and daddy receive a bath fully clothed! It's like tidal waves in the tub with you in there! We are drenched by the time you are done! But you love and seeing that crazy little smile on your face is worth the flood! <br />
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Liv....you bring a light to this family that I can't put into words. You are our little Lovey and everyday I'm so very thankful and grateful that I get to be your mommy! It's amazing to be able to see the world thru yours and your sisters eyes! It makes getting up every day worth everything! I love you midget!!! Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-86246573381004763462013-04-09T15:46:00.001-05:002013-04-09T15:46:21.313-05:0010 Month Old Baby Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You my little dear are only 2 short months away from being one whole big year old! I don't know that I'm quite ready for that yet. These last 10 months have flown by way too quickly and it makes me a little bit sad. I love watching you grow and learn and discover new things but you are my baby and I would really like it to stay that way for a little while longer! But clearly you don't really care to listen to your mom so why should this be any different?!<br />
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* You are crazy! I mean cray....zee!!!! I love it! You have such a personality on you! One minute you can be the most serious little person just trying to figure out the world and people around you. You get such a serious look on your face and make no kind of expression whatsoever. Usually this happens when you've just woken up or your around a lot of people. And then on the other hand you can be absolutely bat shit crazy! <br />
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* You are a chatter! And your chatter has reached a new level....it's so damn cute! You can tell you want so badly to talk or say something. You also like to scream and yell like a damn dinosaur. Not for any reason except to get our attention or just to hear your own voice. Don't worry....we've recorded it!!!<br />
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* You are fast and into everything! You've started walking behind your pusher which I'm totally not ready for and you've decided that you now want to just go ahead and stand on your own! It's not going to be long before you just take off and then god help us all!<br />
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* You finally have 2 little bottom toofers! It feels like it took forever for those bitches to pop up and now they are here so I'm hoping you decide to not be a biter! All of your babyness is slowly going away. COME BACK!!!!<br />
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* You want so badly to be able to keep up with your sister and Carter and Ella but you're still a little munchkin so it's hard. But anytime they sit and play with you, you love every minute of it! <br />
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* You are still a terrorist and seem to get yourself into everything! Or under everything. Or on top of everything. It doesn't really matter.....if you can reach it then it's yours! <br />
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* You still DO.NOT.sleep through the night. I'm thinking it's time you figure out how wonderful sleep really is?! Don't ya think? I DO!!! <br />
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* You are a beast to change....like literally a beast! Especially after baths. It takes two of us to pretty much pin your ass down and wrangle you into your diaper and clothes. Not cool kid.....just calm down!<br />
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* If you are even a little overly tired you tend to go crazy! It usually happens at night at about 7:30 when the craziness starts! It's not bad crazy it's fricken crazy crazy! It's actually quite funny because you and your sister will just roll around on the floor like a couple of lunatics, laughing and flinging your bodies wherever! Usually it's on top of your dad, which I think is hilarious! <br />
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* You are a food mooch! Anytime you see anyone with food you are on it! You are eating lots more big people food and you think you are pretty hot shit! I'm still a freak about choking so I'm not even sure how much you actually taste since the pieces I give you are minuscule but whatever! <br />
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* Everything still goes into your mouth! Like everything! If it's on the floor you will find it and it will end up in that mouth of yours! <br />
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You are starting to become this whole little person way too soon and way too fast! I know there is nothing that I can do to slow it down. All I can do is cherish each of your many milestones and accomplishments and hold on to the memories of them because they are just flying by. <br />
I know I say this in every post but you really make this family complete Lovey! You are a beautiful one of a kind little girl and I love you with all of my heart and soul! I often look at you and your sister and wonder how I got so lucky and thank God each and every day that he chose me to be your mom. I would do anything for you and do my best each and every day to be the best mom I can because you deserve the world and nothing but the best! <br />
I love you my beautiful crazy little Love! Bring on month 11!!!<br />
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So today my little lovey girl you turn 9 months old! 9 Months Old?! What the hell is going on around here?! And let me tell you.....You.Are.A.Fricken.Beast!!! Like seriously.....we've nicknamed you The Terrorist because honestly....You Are! Not so long ago your dad and I thought Mia was a hard baby. Oh Hell No! Not compared to you my dear. You are so wonderfully curious about everything and can't wait to get your little midget hands onto everything you possible can! We never had to baby proof with Mia. We told her No and oddly enough she listened. You.....Not so much! No is not a part of your little vocabulary! <br />
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* Today you weigh 17pounds 9ounces and are 28 inches long which puts you in the 45th percentile for weight and 50th percentile for height. <br />
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* You LOVE to eat! You have become much more independent in the eating arena and we've been starting to give you more big people food which you thoroughly enjoy shoving into your mouth or your hair or all over you self! I guess I can't really pin point any favorites since you'll try just about anything. <br />
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* You still get up during the night...which honestly sucks ass but whatever I guess! We've tried the whole crying it out method but you seriously scream like someone has ripped your arms off and started beating you with them. Not really worth it at this point. You just can't seem to figure out how to self soothe.....Can you please figure it out my little love! Daddy and I need some much needed sleep!<br />
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* You honestly manage to get yourself into, onto, over, under and all the way through things on a daily basis! You aren't afraid of much when it comes to exploring and really don't understand the word NO! Like at all! You've been pulling yourself up on things for about a month now and now we've started to walk a little around those things you pull yourself up on. Which in turn means you fall all the time! I'm pretty sure we might need to get you a helmet here soon! You are quite the bruiser! And on top of all of that you put whatever you can find into your mouth. Like seriously.....you tackled the fake plant in the entry way the other day and were eating the fake grass and dirt out of it. I mean...comeon! <br />
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* I think it's time for daddy to put the gate up at the stairs because yesterday you made it almost to the first landing....clearly I'm a horrible mother and wasn't paying attention! Thank god you were just chilling. And actually I just had to step away from writing this because you took a little tumble off the second step! Yep...definitely time for dad to get that shit up!<br />
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* Your smile is still as contagious as ever and you seriously crack us up! The noises that come out of your mouth are not normal and ridiculously hilarious! And your laugh might be the best baby laugh of all babies....ever! And you are little miss chatty cathy! Love listening to you!<br />
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* Your sister is still the one that you look for all day long! You follow her everywhere and it's damn cute! It melts my heart to see that bond that you two share. And Mia is the best big sister! I can tell she wants so badly for you to able to do more with here and sadly for me that is happening a little faster than I would like!<br />
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* Still no teeth yet which is fine by me. It's keeping you a baby a little longer!<br />
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Well Kiddo....these last 9 months have flown by and I can't believe that in 3 short months you will be 1. You truly are one of a kind and I couldn't love you anymore! You 2 girls are my whole world and I'm so proud to be your mama! Excited and nervous to see what this next month brings us! Hopefully more laughs and less bumps and bruises...which is completely unlikely to happen but I can hope! Love you my little lovey girl!!!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-64451993631808983972013-02-06T15:21:00.000-06:002013-02-06T15:21:22.261-06:008 Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Let me start by saying you are the cutest most beautiful little thing but you have become a goddamn terrorist! And I mean that in the most nicest way possible.....but holy shit kid.....you are all types of crazy!!!<br />
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* You are now a completely mobile cruisin little gal! You were doing this whole seal crawl thing and got where you needed to go quickly but just in the last 5 days or so you are full blown crawling and getting into EVERYTHING! And when I say everything I mean everything! I can't keep up! <br />
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* Along with the crawling you have now begun pulling yourself up on everything. You think you pretty hot shit. I on the other hand do not! I'm pretty sure I'm going to need to put your sister's hockey helmet on you because the head injuries have already started because You.Will.Not.Stop!<br />
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* You have been and still continue to be a mama's girl! I can't complain too much! <br />
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* You have quickly become addicted to puffs and I have quickly come to hate them! I have puff trails all over the house! I'm going to need to teach you how to run the vacuum soon too if this addiction continues!<br />
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* You still do not believe in sleeping thru the night which dad and I aren't all that cool with! We would appreciate it if you could get a handle on that! Please! I don't believe it's because you are hungry but you haven't figured out how to self soothe yet. We've tried a few nights of the whole crying it out thing but honestly it sucks and honestly you can fuckin cry!!! A LOT! I know we need to stick to it but at 3am the last thing I want to hear is you screaming and then screaming some more. For one it's fricken loud and two, it's just really pathetic. So....lets figure this out kiddo! Whadaya say?!<br />
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* You have the most hysterical and adorable nose scrunchy face that you do and it's accompanied by snorting! I LOVE it! Mees can get you to do it better than the rest of us! You find her quite hilarious! The two of you crack us up most of the time!<br />
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* You continue to be all up in your sisters business and it's gotten funnier. I don't think she thinks it's all that funny but dad and I sure do! We just kinda let you go for it....at least for a little bit until things get out of control and you are trying to shove something of hers or her in your mouth! <br />
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* I'm pretty sure you've started to say "mama". Not sure if you are understanding the meaning but I'm pretty sure you do which makes you amazing and ridiculously intelligent......I mean why wouldn't you want to say mama?! I'm just going to go ahead and claim that you are saying it so there!<br />
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* I'm pretty sure too that you are cutting your first tooth. I think I can see it but I thought I saw it like 2 months ago so what the hell do I know?! But if you are anything like your sister which so far things have been quite similar then I think you are getting your first little toofer! The past week or so you've had a horrible diaper rash...and by horrible I mean bleeding little tooshie and all. I've felt horrible. I know a lot of people say it's only a myth but I'm not one of those peoples. So I'm fixing to see a tooth here soon!<br />
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* You are still obsessed with your blankie but have started to shy away from your Nuk. It's good thing and a bad thing. It's good in the sense that you don't need it but it's bad in the sense that you won't take it sometimes when I just wish you would! <br />
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* You have become such a good little eater. You are taking your baby food like a champ and have started holding your own bottle which is so dang cute plus, as noted above about the whole not sleeping thru the night thing, it makes night time feeding so much easier....change your diaper, give you a bottle and mommy and daddy can go right back to bed! Yay for small things!<br />
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So my little poopers, you continue to amaze your dad and I with all of you crazy big accomplishments. I say this every month but I just wish I could stall time...just a little! It's hard for me to believe that in just 4 short months we will have a 1 year old again. I feel so proud and blessed that I get to be your mama! I'm blessed that I get to be home with you and I'm blessed that you are a beautiful and healthy baby girl....our baby girl! There are so many things that I wish and hope and pray for for you! I will continue to try my best at being the mother that you deserve because you deserve the world! <br />
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Well my little Miss you are already 7 months old and it's hard to digest that. You have been quite the character this last month. Time goes so fast that I feel like the months just all blend together. I'm trying my best to remember the little moments each day but mommy's memory sucks! <br />
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Here are a few things you've been up to this last month:<br />
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* You have started the army crawl/scooting! You get up on your hands and knees but haven't quite figured out the whole hand.knee.leg moving together situation. Which is actually just fine by me. But you do manage to get your chubby little but to places you want to go! It's so strange to see you moving all by yourself. I feel like you aren't old enough to be doing that yet. <br />
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* You want EVERYTHING you can't have. You have a bagillion toys to play with but you want the paper, cell phones, diapers, wipes, remotes, cardboard, water bottles, everything your sister has, etc etc!!! And it all goes into your mouth!! Holy hell kid....you are crazy!<br />
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* You have started sitting up on your own. You aren't totally stable but getting there. It's still a little wibble wobble but it's fricken cute all the same. I love staring at your little peanut head from behind! <br />
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* You are obsessed with your sister and all of her things especially her sippy.....you literally attack her for it and I think it's damn funny!<br />
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* To say you are high maintenance is an understatement!! You have your bad times of day where the second I or your dad set you down you freak the hell out....you cry and cry and then you fricken cry some more. It makes it really difficult to get things done and it does start to wear on my psyche but I know and hope it's only a faze and I know you are only little once so I'm trying to embrace it. But let me tell ya kiddo....it's hard embracing it at the moment!! <br />
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* On the flip side when you are in your smiley playful moods it's absolutely wonderful. You've found your voice and are now babbling and it's hilarious! You definitely know how to speak your mind! And scream!!! I love it and it's hilarious! <br />
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* You celebrated your first Christmas this last month and I'm pretty sure you had a blast! I could have just gotten you wrapping paper and boxes but I was stupid and bought cool toys that light up and make noise and are fricken awesome which you really want nothing to fuckin do with! I should have known from your sister but I'm stupid!<br />
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* The beginning of December we took you and your sister to "out hotel" in St. Paul. Your sister loves that place as do we! I think you had a good time in your new surroundings. You went in you first pool which was not a very warm one and you hated every damn minute of it. I wish it would have been a little warmer so you could have at least enjoyed it a little bit because you love bath time! Oh well....hopefully next time! <br />
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You are growing much to fast for my liking but I guess that's the way things go! I'm so grateful that I get to be home with you and your sister so I can experience all your moments and milestones when they happen! When I think of how much I love you and your sister my heart just explodes. It's amazing the love a mother has for her children and it honestly gets stronger each day! You two little ladies are my whole world. I love you to the moon and back and then some! Bring on the next month!!!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-55752995318961324702012-12-10T19:23:00.000-06:002012-12-10T19:23:36.983-06:00Half a Year Already!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm a few days late with this but that seems to be the trend lately which is totally not like me but whatever I guess! You and your sister keep me pretty busy these days!<br />
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Olivia Rose.....it is so hard for me to believe that a half of a year has gone by already. 6 whole big months and you are quite the little character! Here are just a few things that have gone on this last month:<br />
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* You are 15 pounds 11 ounces which puts you the 45th percentile for weight and 26 inches which puts you in the 75th percentile for your height. <br />
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* You are so ridiculously high maintenance in the sense that you LOVE to be in the know. You HATE being ignored and would much rather be held and it seems like lately you want mommy more. <br />
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* You are still completely obsessed with your big sister. You want to get up and move so badly just so you can be by her all the time! She can get you to smile that wonderfully beautiful big smile all the time. And she loves that she's able to do that. <br />
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* Speaking of moving your mode of transportation is rolling everywhere. We can no longer trust you with where you might end up! We found you under the tree the other night batting at ornaments after you ripped the tree skirt from under it. <br />
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* You have developed the most wonderful contagious hearty laugh and I just love it! You are ticklish under your arms and your chubby little legs and I'm usually the one that can get you going! <br />
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* Your smile lights up your entire face. You don't just smile with your mouth but with all your being! And it's beautiful!<br />
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* We have been slowly introducing some solids. You've had applesauce, bananas and rice cereal. It's going ok! You are still trying to figure out how the whole thing works with your tongue and swallowing. Although you get super excited when I feed you and end up smiling so it all comes running out or you get a mouth full and then start blowing bubbles which in turn means food all over mom!<br />
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* No teeth yet but I have a feeling it won't be long. Everything gets shoved into your mouth and there is quite a bit of drool still! <br />
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* You are somewhat....oh how do I put this?......Bipolar?! It amazes me that you can be so happy one minute and within seconds screaming! And I mean screaming!! You take after your big sister! <br />
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* Your naps Suck Ass! I really wish you would figure out how fricken awesome naps are and take them regularly! That would be so fabulous for mom and dad cuz man you can be an asshole! A cute asshole but an asshole nonetheless!<br />
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* Speaking of naps and sleeping it would also be wonderful if you would enjoy sleeping thru the night. Just another favor I'd like to ask of you! So Yay...lets work on that!<br />
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Lovey...it's been a crazy first 6 months and I've loved every minute of it. Sleep deprivation and all! Sometimes I want to rip my hair out (although you do plenty of that for me) but I wouldn't trade any of it for anything. I love you to the moon and back and can't wait to see what the next 6 months brings us! <br />
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"No one else will ever know the strength of my love for you. After all, you're the only one who knows what my heart sounds like from the inside."Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-51493571200628714152012-11-08T14:27:00.000-06:002012-11-08T14:27:03.058-06:005 Months Old Miss Livy Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Happy 5 months my beautiful baby girl!!! I don't really understand how it's been 5 months already but it has! <br />
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You are quite the little lady!!! So much like your big sister it's a little scary. You are a ridiculously happy and smiley baby but then you can turn on us in a second. 9 times out of 10 it's because we are "ignoring" you. You definitely DO NOT like to be ignored. You like to be in the know. You like to be where everyone else is. You are fine for a tiny bit lying and playing on the floor but the instant you realize we aren't right next to you you freak the hell out. You just are a nosey little poop!!! It makes it a little difficult to get things done sometimes because you just want to be held. Honestly I don't mind all that much....I want you to stay little for as long as possible. <br />
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The noises that come out of your mouth are contagious! You have definitely found your voice and love to hear yourself! <br />
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You constantly follow your sister where ever she goes. You are so intrigued by her and it is so cute to watch you watch her. The two of you are going to be serious trouble once you are more mobile! It makes me a little nervous! <br />
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You are rolling everywhere! Like everywhere! You start on one side of the room and within seconds you are on the other side of the room! And then you get pissed! <br />
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You don't like to sit still. Actually you don't like to sit at all. Just like your sister you are already standing! Not on your own but you are not content to just sit with us anymore. <br />
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So my little lovey...I ask that you please slow your roll a little! I'm so excited to see what this next month brings us and how many more milestones we reach! You and your sister are our everything and I'm so happy and proud to be your momma!!! Love you you little poppers!!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-24319725318928438412012-10-06T14:02:00.002-05:002012-10-06T14:02:44.739-05:00Month 4 of Olivia Rose<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Little Miss Livy girl!!! You might be the smiliest baby I know! You can absolutely light up a room with that big cheeky grin of yours and I love it! <br />
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* You still constantly drool and spit up and your dad and I are beginning to think you have something against dry clothes? Because it never fails that within 30 seconds of us changing you into something dry you spit up....even if you ate like 2 hours prior....you spit that shit up all over your clean dry clothes and then you smile! <br />
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* You are absolutely enthralled with you big sister. You watch her in whatever she is doing so intently and I can tell that you can't wait til you can run around her crazy ass! She sings and dances for you and you eat up every moment of it. She's the one that can get you smiling the most and it honestly is one the most precious things I've ever seen. It literally makes my heart want to explode because I can see already how tight the two of you are going to be. That makes this mama very happy!<br />
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* You are no longer content to just sit back and relax. You are a nosy little girl!!! You need to be able to see whats going on around you and you don't really like to sit still all that much. Constantly walking around with us or moving and bouncing your little legs...no more laying back and chillin. <br />
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* You are not one for being ignored. You Scream.... A LOT! <br />
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* We've sat you in you bumbo and exersaucer just recently because of the whole nosy and not wanting to chill thing and it keeps you entertained for a while so thats a plus!<br />
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* We finally started putting you in your crib at night to sleep and you've done pretty well with the adjustment. Your whole thing is you love being snuggled tight. And trust me I snuggle ya whenever I get the chance. <br />
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* You are so super close to rolling over but you still pretty much hate being on your stomach. I'm trying to work on tummy time a little more but you scream....a lot!<br />
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* You are grabbing at just about everything which includes mommy's and Mia's hair! And let me tell you, you have a damn good grip. I'm pretty sure you have pulled chunks of mommy's hair out. But you think it's funny! Like literally...when you get a good chunk of my hair and I tell you not to pull mommy's hair you get a huge grin on your face and think it's hilarious! Not so much kid...that shit really hurts!!!<br />
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* You like watching Cartoons with your sister. I think it's all the bright colors and music! <br />
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* You are super ticklish under your arms and your sides. Your little laugh is somewhere between a giggle and a cry and it cracks me up!<br />
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* You love your blankies just like your sister loves hers! <br />
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* You are a chatty little lady and it is so much fun listening to you. <br />
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Well Miss Livy girl....I can't wait to see what all this next month brings us! Just know that we love you and your sister more than we could ever tell you! Love you, ~Mom!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-48478575399899978802012-09-06T14:12:00.002-05:002012-09-06T14:12:40.739-05:003 Month Old Baby GirlI just looked at the post that I had written for Mimi when she was 3 months old and it totally made me laugh because I could pretty much copy and paste that here for Liv! It's crazy to look back and see how many similarities there are between the two girls. Especially since it seems like forever ago that Mia was that little. <br />
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I'm getting ready to go back to work next week and it definitely makes me sad. The one major difference this time is that I'm only going back two days a week which makes things a whole lot easier. <br />
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* You have the most contagious smile and I LOVE it!<br />
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* You have recently found your hands and they are constantly in your mouth...like all the time! <br />
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* You are a huge drooler all of a sudden and have started blowing bubbles and spitting everywhere! And think it's hilarious!<br />
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* You love to be called Pretty Girl and every time I say your name you get a huge smile on your face.<br />
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* You watch your sister so intently and love when she blows bubbles right back at ya!<br />
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* You still aren't sleeping in your crib which is totally my doing but are still in your little bassinet thing in our room. We are starting to lay you in there for your naps (which are not long nor very routine....we'll get there!).<br />
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* You LOVE your Mama and that makes my heart melt. You prefer snuggling with me most of the time which is wonderful except for when I try to put you down then I have to endure your wrath.<br />
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* You have become the happy baby that we had hoped for! The colic is gone....Thank God! <br />
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* You love your picture taken and follow my camera wherever it goes...whether it's the big one or my phone. Which is good for Mama since that's kinda what she does! <br />
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* You are extremely smiley in the mornings and I couldn't ask for a better wake up call!<br />
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* Bath time is a fricken riot. You love it and sometimes I think you are going to kick your way right the hell out of your little tub! <br />
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* You don't like being cold but love getting changed now. <br />
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* We've gotten a few tiny little giggles out of ya and it might have been one of the best sounds I've ever heard! I can't wait to hear it when they really come! <br />
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* You went on your first trip to the Minnesota Zoo and sat in the moby wrap on mommy for a good majority of the day and just watched everything that was going on. <br />
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Liv....this last month has again brought us so many joys that your dad and I didn't think was possible for the second time around. I know I say this every month and I will continue to say it in the coming months....you have definitely completed us. I can't even imagine what our lives would be like without you! I love you to the moon and back and can't wait to see what this next month brings!!! Love you little poopy girl!!!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-73150447238141617632012-08-07T19:02:00.001-05:002012-08-07T19:02:43.465-05:002 Months and a 31 year old<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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August 6th you turned 2 months old and I just so happened to turn 31! I find it hard to believe that I'm 31 and you are 2 months so maybe we can both just go back in time and be young again!!!<br />
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This last month has had some challenges as far as you and your colic go but thank the good Lord the past 2 weeks or so have been so so so much better! Your dad and I don't want to kill ourselves and you are so much fun to be around!!! You are the happy baby that we had hoped for! You obviously still have your moments but things have gotten better! <br />
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You are so much more alert and have the greatest most contagious smile! You Love to see your big sister and your dad and I can do a pretty good job of getting those big toothless grins out of ya! <br />
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You went on your first outing to the Mall of America this month and did such a good job of just chillin in your stroller. We took you and your sister to Sea Life and then lunch at the Rainforest Cafe. I'm pretty sure you slept the whole time but you did great nonetheless! <br />
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You are such a talker and get so excited and flail your arms around and make the best noises! You are so alert and I just love it!<br />
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You sleep great at night. We are getting longer stretches out of you...at least when you sleep on dad's side of the bed. With me, we seem to be up a little more but it might be because I'm a paranoid ass hole who still constantly checks to make sure you are breathing! <br />
Day time you are awake and not always crying like it was a month ago. We don't really have a set routine yet during the day as far naps and feedings. I'm hoping we can sorta get something down soon! <br />
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We have your two month check up this week and I'm anxious to see how much you've grown! You are definitely a good eater and a good spitter upper!! <br />
You've started to suck on your hands and in doing so you make hilarious noises! And I'm starting to remember the joy of having long hair with a little person around who has involuntary hand movements....at least I'm telling myself they are involuntary!!<br />
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I can't wait to see what the next month brings. I still can't believe how fast time flies. Love you little Livers!<br />
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<br />Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-9375110933882982752012-07-06T15:05:00.003-05:002012-07-06T15:05:47.874-05:00Olivia RoseIt blows my mind that I now have 2 little girls! What's even more crazy is that Miss Liv is already 1 month old. The second time around does go so much faster and I'm not liking it too much! <br />
Quick birth recap:<br />
Born June 6th, 2012<br />
At 3:47am<br />
Weight: 7lbs 10oz<br />
Height: 19.75 inches<br />
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* You look just like your sister did when she was born. You aren't quite as dark and your features are somewhat softer than your crazy big sisters'! <br />
* You LOVE to be held....like love it....like we can't really put you down...ever! It makes getting things done a little difficult.<br />
* You are a perfect little snuggler!<br />
* You snort when you are mad or hungry.<br />
* You are somewhat colicky and we are hoping it doesn't last long at all! <br />
* You love to watch your sister when you are awake and not screaming!<br />
* You are not a fan of your car seat or car rides at this point. <br />
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* For the most part you are a pretty good sleeper at night. You at least understand enough to not stay awake for long periods at night....Yay for mom and dad! <br />
* You are quite the spitty little gal. We feel so bad because we can tell your tummy is bothering you.<br />
* You get the hiccups constantly.<br />
* Nicknames thus far: Liv, Livy, Punkin, Livy Loves<br />
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Liv...I was so worried that my heart wasn't big enough to love another little lady but the moment I saw you and heard you cry I instantly knew that I was stupid for thinking that! You have brought a joy to my heart that I didn't think was possible. You truly have completed this family and each day that I look at you I'm so very grateful that your dad and I were chosen to be your parents! We love you and can't wait to see what this next month brings us.....hopefully a little more sleep! <br />
Love you Livy Loves!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-3594286509934401582012-01-01T14:31:00.002-06:002012-01-01T14:31:53.447-06:00Here's to 2012It's been months since I've written any kind of anything on here. I've thought about writing but then the thought of trying to come up with something clever to say makes my head hurt so I just put it off saying I'll do it tomorrow. So.....today is tomorrow! <br />
I completely neglected to write Mia's 2nd birthday post in October so therefore I'm a horrible mom because this is pretty much her baby book. So I thought new year new start! <br />
It's only January 1st and already this coming year is going to be crazy! We put an offer in on a new home (our dream home) and it was accepted on Saturday so we will be moving in 40 days! Which is crazy nuts because we haven't sold our condo but are going to try renting it otherwise who the hell knows. All we know is it's the right thing to do for our family because we need more space and are ready to move on. In the meantime I'm almost 5 months pregnant with baby girl #2...which is why we need more space! <br />
This pregnancy has been no different than when I was pregnant with Mia. I feel like shit all of the time and I constantly puke! Pretty soon I'm going to lose all my hair and teeth and be the most attractive lady in all the universe! Hey...at least I'll have an amazing new home that I can hide in! <br />
We've been a little stressed with these two huge things on the horizon but Justin and I couldn't be more excited to begin this new adventure with our growing family! <br />
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So that's it for today. I don't want to overexert myself on my first day back here. Plus my writing has taken a nose dive so hopefully that will get better again over time! I'll leave you with a picture of the 3 of us plus a munchkin in the belly!!! <br />
Happy New Year!<br />
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So I forgot to do your 22 month post but we aren't going to dwell on that right now. So we are just going to move forward with your cute little self! <br />
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What can I say child......you are definitely one of a kind and I wouldn't want it any other way (unless that way was less SCREAMING AND THROWING YOURSELF ON THE GROUND). <br />
I know I say this every month but you are becoming such a little person and it's so fun to watch you figure things out. You are sooooo very independent and it's frustrating for all of us yet it's amazing to watch you learn things and figure it out all on your own. <br />
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* You LOVE music and you LOVE to dance! You have expanded your list of favorite songs but still revert back to your two favorites....Bottoms Up and Poker Face! You sing along to Adele and totally jam out. Your Nani taught you how to fist pump so now we "pump" in the car! People must think that your dad and I are total ass hats when they look over at us and see us acting a fool in the car! But if it makes you happy and laugh then I'll look like an ass hat any day! The only problem is is if we don't have "your song" then we are fucked! Example being... today in the truck we didn't have the "who who" song (Bottoms Up) and you freaked the hell out and screamed at us for a good solid 5 minutes! FOR NO REASON except we could not raise the roof or fist pump! Ooopppsss....stupid mommy and daddy. I'm working on a CD to keep in the truck now!<br />
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*Your two newest movie obsessions are Tangled and Rio....which are totally fine with us because you have yet to ruin them for dad and I. Close...but not yet! I sometimes feel like a bad mom because I let you watch movies but you enjoy them and you have actually learned so much from them. And I'm not just saying that to make me feel better....well maybe a little but there is some truth to it! <br />
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* We are surprised every day by you and how well you do with your words and putting words together to make little mini sentences. Dad and I have gotten pretty good at figuring out what you are saying. And if we don't you just scream at us and/or throw shit! Just a typical day!!<br />
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* Speaking of throwing shit and screaming, you definitely do your fair share of both. You get SO very frustrated when you can't do something yourself or we don't understand what you want. You are so much like me in the sense that you are a very emotional little girl. You are intense and passionate and want so badly to be a big girl and do things yourself. We've gotten pretty good at trying not to react to the temper tantrums but there are times when we just laugh because you are just that ridiculous that if we don't then I'm afraid WE are going to throw ourselves on the floor and start rolling around and flailing ourselves about!<br />
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* You are going through a mamma's girl stage right now...which is totally fine with me. I love that you still need me that much because I know that not long from now it's going to be a totally different story. Besides daddy and I the only person that you will instantly go to is your Nani! You would be lost without your Antie. She's like your second mom and I love seeing you with her and the bond that you two have. Just know that she will ALWAYS be there for you and love the crap out of you! Plus you listen to her! <br />
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* You tell us "Wuv You" now and it might be the best thing I've ever heard in my life! That could be the only thing you ever said and I would love it! And you give the best hugs and kisses now! It's funny because you are pretty shy and stand offish around a lot of people even your Grandma's and Grandpa's but when it comes time to say good bye and give hugs and kisses you are all about it and will go to anyone! <br />
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* Lately you've decided that it's sometimes not necessary to keep your diaper on so you rip it off and then chuck it over your bed! Actually you chuck all your shit out of you bed, clothes included and then proceed to pee...without clothes or a diaper on....naked....on your bed....without anything on! We have a potty chair for you and you know what it is and the whole concept but you don't seem to want to pee in it....you would rather piss on my floor or in your bed! Yay for mom and laundry!<br />
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* You love babies! Daddy and I are in the process of trying to give you a baby brother or sister (I know when you are older and you understand where babies come from and you read that sentence it's gonna make you throw up in your mouth a little bit....if that happens then I accomplished what I was going for!). You already have a little bit of the only child syndrome and we don't want that to continue for much longer! I think you are going to be a great big sister....it's definitely going to be interesting! <br />
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Just so you know, you are our everything! You have changed my life in more ways than you could ever know. I look at you every day and can't believe what a little person you have become. You have made me a better me and I love you with all of my heart and soul! <br />
Now bring on two!!! I'm ready for you.....I think!?!?Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-7274356436200031812011-07-10T20:52:00.002-05:002011-07-10T20:52:52.758-05:0021<br />
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* I don't even know where to start....Oh...wait...I do know where to start.....you are still a huge huge gigantic BEAST!! A really really hugely cute beast but good lord child, what are we going to do with you! You are so your own person and we are quickly discovering all of this out!</div>
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* Your new thing lately....you call me Nikki.....you still call me Mommy but you'll break out the whole "hey Nikki" if I don't answer you! </div>
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You: <i>Nikki</i></div>
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Me: <i>No Mees, not Nikki, Mommy</i></div>
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You: <i>No, you Nikki</i></div>
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Me: <i>No, I'm MOMMY</i></div>
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You: <i>NO, NIKKI</i></div>
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Me: <i>Whatever, there's no one here by any of those names!</i></div>
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* You experienced your first ever Firework show this year and you did great and thought they were awesome! You most definitely did not want to get off of our lap but you oooed and ahhhed!! It was so much fun to see your reaction to them!</div>
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* You continue to amaze us with your words and the small sentences that you are stringing together. You are like this whole little person!</div>
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* You are obsessed with going to get the mail! If one of us gets it without you...oh dear lord help us all! But if that's what makes you happy then I'm all for letting you help us get the mail. I think it's just a ploy though so we have to take the long way to the door! </div>
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* You are such a water baby and would spend all of your time outside and/or in the water! That's all there is to say about that...pretty self explanatory! </div>
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There has been so much going on and you just continue to grow up so fast! It's starting to mesh all together. I need to start doing some weekly documenting! </div>
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You are by far the most beautiful little monster EVER and strangely I can't wait to see what kind of trouble you cause this next month! Love you buggy!!! </div>
Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3829791496252469793.post-78862295255734137002011-06-20T20:40:00.000-05:002011-06-20T20:40:16.158-05:00Mommy Tip #3 - Car Seat TroubleOkay....so you know when you and your husband and your sister and her husband decide to go to DQ after the kids go to bed (not leaving them alone of course because you are all staying at mom and dad's house) because you find it necessary to be eating fatty ice cream and fudge and all that good shit at like 10 o'clock at night! Yeah....and then decide it would be stupid to take two vehicles so decide on one but then realize that all of the vehicles have car seats in them and then decide instead of taking those car seats out of the vehicles you and and your sister decide it's a really good idea to just sit in the car seats!<br />
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I'm sure you are all thinking "holy shit...these two are fricken A.W.E.S.O.M.E." Well we are but for many other reasons than this! <br />
There are reasons why the law enforces the use of seat belts. Because you see, when you aren't buckled in your car seat and your brother-in-law decides to go flying over the railroad tracks at like 50mph and you think you'll be fine if you just duck your head a little and then you realize that when your body isn't touching any part of anything that it should be sitting on and you are completely airborne that you really aren't alright, and then this is what happens......<br />
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Mommy Tip #3:<br />
Please refer to and abide by all laws and instruction manuals regarding car seats! Because when you are not harnessed in there correctly this is the shit that happens! Make sure when you are riding in a car seat with your sister next to you in her car seat that the two of you are buckled in!!! Don't let this be you!Nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17203421653493336228noreply@blogger.com2